Seraphina, who had been blowing bubbles in the bath, nearly choked on the water.
Her body instantly became hotter than the steam, her hands flailing in panic, her voice off-key as she cried out, "Mmmmarli!!! What are you saying? Have you gone mad?!"
"How so?"
Marlina asked with a hint of amusement, her teasing gaze piercing through the steam to land on her flustered sister. "Don't you like Mr. Ansel?"
"It's not... not that I don't like him! It's just that I haven't... I haven't..."
The young girl hesitated, her limbs flailing in the water, both suppressing her shyness and expressing her delight.
Seraphina's response left Marlina slightly puzzled. "Then how..."
